when i saw that i wasn't getting any coconut creme (and believe me...i searched AND i asked.) i decided that husband (who also loves coconut creme - slightly girly...wouldn't you agree?) would just have to be willing to try black cherry streusel. and i was (a wee bit) excited to have it again. (yes, my morning coffee excites me...deal.)
i bought it. (even though it only comes in the small size and we pretty much drink coffee for the cream...therefore, typically only buy the big size). i went to bed last night, eager for my morning cup of coffee. it was the first thing i asked husband about when i got out of the shower. did you make
i opened the creamer, peeled away the foil top, (licked it...mmmm)...and poured the steamy coffee into my cup. i took a delicate sip...
i was completely disappointed...i had my eagerly anticipated cup of coffee with black cherry streusel creamer in my hand this morning and realized that it doesn't taste quite as good.
my coffee isn't as good...without my good friend holding a cup too.
i miss her, immensely.
we are both (finally! again!) at the same point in our lives. we kind of zig-zagged here and there through life for awhile. occasionally living in the same city, although most often very far apart. while i was getting married, she was dating. while she was getting married, i was having babies. when she was married and enjoying her freedom, i had two little ones to relish. now...we are both mommies.
we're back. (although we were never really not there.)
and my visit this summer, has made me miss her more than ever. i, now, realize what i miss when we don't live near each other.
she is that friend that i have vowed to move in with someday, somewhere warm and tropical, and spend the rest of your days together chatting and giggling like old times.
after both of us lose our husbands (we'll miss you!)
and our children no longer want us around (we'll miss you too!)
she is the friend that has not only my bff vow...but my bffaeaa vow.
she is the friend that i want to share my nursing home room with.
she is the friend that i will always share myself with completely.
she is the friend whose life i wish i was a constant part of.
she is the friend whose life i am most sad that i miss on a daily basis.
come to visit, sar-bear...i have a cup of coffee waiting for you.